light

It was a cruel night – dark and cold, empty of emotion yet corrupted, and it stabbed Nenusidh’s warm heart like a knife. The land was giving the ranger a message – a rather bitter message at that, that there cannot be mercy. The moon was neither bold nor strong enough to best the cruel skies, and the stars were too few and much covered. The land was covered in darkness, yet despite so, there was a fragment of light within the ranger.

“Oh, I can never be happy again

nor can I ever be a Dad,

thus Death had much to gain.

Am I mad?

Damric Sarrell was not a chivalrous man.

But is chivalry truly a key trait for a knight? It fails to assist in combat; nay, showing chivalry in combat would be a fatal mistake.  It would never be wise to allow your enemy to have the first move.

No.  

War is blunt, bloody and brutal.

And THESE are traits a warrior should have.

Tis a good thing these were traits Damric Sarrell had, and demonstrated frequently.

((OOC: Minyelaírë writes the most inspiring poems :O This is a little tidbit that describes how similar yet how different minye and daer are, something that corresponds with my "Two Entities" picture ^^))

Twins of Light and Shadow

I ask myself,
whence came you by,
A creature, who changed my course, Elf
You are my twin, my sole ally,
I treasure you greatly, like Elbereth's star.

Naruvir is often heard singing and reciting old poetry amid her own natural novelty, and this is no exception. Every wordplay offers a fair insight to her playful and youthful mind. She sang the following by the feet of a waterfall: